Lillian woke up with the worst headache she had ever had; her whole body hurt, but she got over it. Lillian got up and found Jaskier lying face down on the floor. She checked to see if he was okay, and he was, but he was just knocked out. The smell of gooseberries and lilac meant only one thing, and she was very pissed off at the witch.

"Jaskier, wake up!" She growled.

Lillian rolled him over then she slapped him awake. He jumped up, and Lillian looked angry.

"That witch must have drugged us before getting here; Geralt is in trouble, so you stay here," she said.

Lillian got up and followed the smell into the bedroom, and opened the door. To see the witch almost kissing Geralt.

"Stay away from him right now!" Lillian demanded as she used her powers to throw her across the room.

"Geralt, are you okay?" She asked as he kissed her and grabbed her ass, and held her close to him.

He let her go for a second, and she backed off as her face turned all red.

"Geralt, you perverted wither! You are so lucky that you are under a spell. Otherwise, I would be slapping you, sir!" Lillian said as Geralt grabbed her again and started kissing her as if his life depended on it.

"Stop it right now and let go of me! I don't like it when you grab my ass like that, she might, but I don't!" Lillian protested as she put a finger to his lips, but he was lost in Yennefers spell.

"You are so annoying. I'm tired of you throwing me around!" She yelled.

"I did it just the one time!" Lillian protested as Geralt grabbed her from behind and hugged her tightly, then started kissing her neck.

"Geralt, you perverted man! Could you stop it? This is not the time nor place for this, and I don't like you like that at all," she said as she got free of him.

A part of her mark disappeared, and Yennefer tried using her magic against Lillian, but Lillian quickly used her powers to throw Yen threw a window. Lillian grabbed Geralt but pulled her close to him and his yellow eyes locked onto her blue ones.

"Don't look at me like that; we need to go before that crazy witch comes back!" Lillian said as he gently kissed her again.

Lillian tried getting away from him but was afraid of hurting him, and she was starting to like it. She had never been kissed by a man before and liked it, but this was not the time for it! She felt her purple shirt loosen, and she pulled away in shock.

"Geralt, stop this at once!" Lillian yelled, making the building shake and the walls crack.

Lillian quickly moved Geralt out of the way so he wouldn't get hit by the falling roof debris.

"Snap out of this!" She said as he still wasn't listening to her.

He kissed her again and pushed her down on the bed. Half of her was hanging off the bed, and Geralt wedged his body between her legs and started to kiss her more. He went down her neck and bit her shirt as he tried to take it off her shirt.

"Geralt, please, I don't want this at all! I did any of this before, and I wouldn't be going to it, so please, as your friend, I am begging you to get off of me. I understand you are under a spell and can't help yourself, but Geralt, please, I don't want to do this. I'm still trying to get to know you, and people are here," she said as she pinned both hands above her head.

He kissed her, and tears started streaming down her face.

"Geralt, please! I don't want to hurt you! I don't know what my curse will do to you. Geralt, I care about you so much and maybe even love you to a certain degree, but this is wrong, and we can't do this! Please get off of me. I'm trying to protect you! Jaskier, get Geralt off of me!" Lillian yelled. Yennefer came in and said a spell making Geralt pass out on top of her.

Lillian pushed him off of her and quickly dried up her tears, and took a deep breath to calm down. Then she glared at Yennefer for what she did to Geralt.

"It wouldn't have happened if you would have let me finish the spell. You are welcome, by the way," she said as the whole building shook and started to crumble around them, and Yennefer started to back off a bit.

"You think I would let you touch him?! I don't know how you got all three of us here or why but you will never lay a hand on him as long as I am breathing! I know Geralt is a competent man, but even they need protection from people that will use them to no end like you. I don't like you, and I'm not afraid of you," she growled.

"You don't remember anything from yesterday?" She asked.

"We were heading here, and low and behold. You were going to use Geralt as your little fuck doll, and I don't appreciate it," she hissed, making the glass shatter.

"Just calm down, or this building will kill us," Yennefer warned.

Lillian took a deep breath, and the building stopped shaking. Lillian had never met anyone that had so much power before besides herself, but even then, Lillian was getting stronger with every mark that was removed on her arm.

"Let me see your arm," yennefer said as Jaskier entered the room.

"I would rather bite your head than let you see my mark on my arm. I don't like you right now," she hissed.

"Lillian?" Jaskier asked, seeing the other mark was gone.

"Yes, Jaskier, it's me; get Geralt out of here. This witch tried turning him into her play toy," she informed as Yennefer sighed.

"So what I did was wrong; he brought you here so I could help you. I did nothing but try to save your life. You were bitten by a snake and nearly killed Geralt and me. I am checking to see if the mark changed because if it did, you would try to kill us again," Yennefer informed.

"I feel more than fine; I know you drugged us, so stop lying," she informed.

"Actually, no, you tried killing Geralt yesterday and Yennefer. You fought with Geralt, and you almost killed yourself... you were outraged yesterday," Jaskier explained.

"What? I fight with Geralt. Are you kidding me? We had never argued before. Why did we fight?" She asked.

"There was an orgy here last night, and you stormed out," he answered as her anger disappeared.

"Seriously, an orgy?! That is disgusting; no wonder I nearly killed both of you. Eww, my god. Okay, now I can see what the fight was about; I'm sorry for almost killing you. But I still don't remember it at all," she said as Yennefer looked at the mark.

"A mark is gone, but you haven't tried fully killing me. Also, you were talking the entire time. Either the mark changed, or somehow the mark just faded. What caused the mark to go away?" Yennefer asked.

"I don't know how it works! Let's see, um, I came in seeing you almost kiss Geralt. I threw you into the wall and then out the window. Geralt kissed me, and you made him pass out. I can't think of anything," Lillian said.

"Oh my God, he kissed you?!" Jaskier asked, shocked.

"Barely anything," Lillian lied.

"So that's why you screamed for me. He fell on top of you; it makes sense now," Jaskier said as Yennefer knew precisely what was in his head.

Geralt would remember it like it was a dream, but it wasn't. Lillian was so good at playing this kind of thing off like it was nothing. So it happened before but not so far that it happened, but kissing has happened a lot. The way she made herself stop crying so suddenly, she was used to it.

Lillian stayed next to Jaskier the whole time until Geralt woke up. Lillian knew he didn't mean it, but she needed to be away from him for a while. She had tied her shirt back up so tight that it would leave marks on her. She already had effects from their fight, but they didn't hurt. She was just bruised.

Geralt woke up, and Yennefer was sitting beside him.

"You drugged me," Geralt informed.

"Yes, I did; feel better? Remember anything good?" She asked as the memories started to come to him.

"I'm going to kill you!" He growled.

"Look, whatever Lillian has on her arm, it is powerful. She is very attached to you, and I know she will overlook what you did and your fight. She doesn't remember whatever you fought about, so don't waste your chance," she informed.

"I don't care for her that way," he growled.

"She had one more mark than yesterday and almost took this house down when I touched you. You kissed her, a mark went away, and she got stronger. So either she was afraid that you would touch her, or you love her, and it took away a mark," she informed.

He felt guilty and sick; he couldn't believe he tore her down and tried to use her. What kind of guy does that to a person? He went to find her, and when he did, he saw he had left a hickey on her neck. It wasn't bad, but he noticed it right away. He remembered her crying and begging him to stop. She didn't use her powers to stop him because she feared hurting him.

She was smiling and laughing with Jaskier, making him feel much worse. What he did wasn't okay, and the guilt started eating him alive.

"Oh Geralt, you're awake. I thought you were going to sleep all day. Also, I lost my memory, but Jaskier and Yennefer told me what happened," she smiled.

"What happened to your neck?" He asked.

"Um, I think when we were fighting, I may have gotten a bruise," she said as he sighed.

She lied to him and even looked him dead in the eyes and lied to him. He could hear her heartbeat increase enough that he knew she was lying. He wished she told him the truth or screamed at him, but she didn't. She smiled at him and pretended like it was nothing. He was never going to forgive himself for what he did to her.